1....2.....cha cha cha

So what have myself and the ‘mrs’ been getting up to these days to improve our social life? Have we been adorning fluorescent jackets and raving it up with our glow sticks? Close, but no cigar. As the title of the entry might have suggested we have been tripping the light fantastic with ‘ballroom for beginners’.

So far we have had 3 lessons (only an hour each) and are slowly coming to grips with the ‘cha cha cha’, the ‘rhythm foxtrot’ and the ‘quick step’. It is a small group, as the women who runs it (I think she’s Dutch, but the ‘mrs’ thinks somewhere in Europe), didn’t want to advertise her sessions because she is normally so over subscribed. Without sounding like a big bag of boastfulness, out of the 12 participants, I do honestly think we are the best. Well the best going in a straight line. We haven’t quite mastered the art of going round corners, resulting in much pulling and shoving trying to avoid dancing out the door! We do enjoy ourselves and like to have a bit of fun, being over expressive with our hand gestures (NOT RUDE ONE). Our ‘jazz hands’ are a point of amusement for the older participants. It would be nice to live on the ground floor, so we could practise without the wrath of the neighbour underneath complaining about the ‘elephants’ upstairs!

We are getting to grips with turns, shuffles, promenades and the lock step. Next week we shall be exploring the world of the pivot turn; talk about living on the edge.

Being two females, one of use has to take on the mans role, which is me. As you can tell this picture is not us. She looks like she has a broken back; more a picture of murder I think. Anyway being 'the man', means that for one hour a week I am in charge. I can lead and can tell her what to do (oooo I hope she doesn’t read this). Despite only being an hour, it’s is proving to be quite good exercise, and a little bit sweaty around the hairline. The hardest part is that the class starts at 9pm; just the time when you want to snuggle down in nice post-dinner fullness adorning a nice set of pyjamas. But when you are young ravers like us, you expect to be out late once in a while!

So here I am signing off.....cha cha cha